Uhhhh yeahhhh... I'm gonna go ahead and get roles out either tonight or tomorrow and I'm gonna have to start the game Wednesday at noon. And if you guys could come up with a lynch/unlynch command that'd be great.

Edit: Sent out some of the roles last night, will send the rest out when I get home from work, PM me with any questions.

Spoiler:

*Yeaaaahhhhh I know I didn't explicitly say this but don't post any PMs from myself or others so if you could go ahead and not do that, that'd be great.*

Yeaaahhhh all role player PMs are out so if you got one, well good for you and if you didn't well then you're just normal. Unless otherwise stated in a PM and it may have been or may not have been your goal as town is to eliminate all the bad guys/non-town/independents/whatever you want to call players who aren't town as more than just blues vs. reds may or may not exist.

I'm also gonna have to go ahead and tell you guys not to talk at night, if you do, you get one warning, and if you talk at night again I'm gonna have to go ahead and mod kill you.

Votes will be a majority and I like the RAZZY or OSCAR idea. So we're gonna do that.

I'm gonna go ahead and have all of you come in early on Wednesday and start the game at noon mmmkay. Day will run on a 24 hour schedule. Role players get your PMs in or lose that option. Oh and that stapler... I've been looking for that, I'm just gonna go ahead and take it back.

Ted sat on the couch in the living room of the house on paper street. He put on his sunglasses and let out a “Whoa.” For on the television he was watching Maximus Decimus Meridius ask the crowd if they were not entertained. Never in his life did Ted think he would see a movie made about someone he once visited in a phone booth. Just then Brisco, Happy, President Camacho, Iceman, and Bill the Butcher burst through the door carrying 3 cases of Natty Light. They were shouting about something on the news, and that they were just in time for the show. Beers were given all around and Ted not wanting to feel out of place cracked his and took a long drought. The channel was changed and on the television was vintage footage of Jimmy playing SMB3 and getting a warp whistle. A collective, “I loved this movie.” rang out. But sadly it wasn't the movie it was a news report about the downfall of what could have been the greatest actor anyone had ever seen except for that he wasted his life on video games. Suddenly in burst... Jack, or Rupert, or whatever silly name he decided to use and he said, “Come on bros what's going on here?” He was met with, “Sir the first rule of project mayhem is you don't ask questions sir.” *awkward silence* Then everyone started laughing and just tossed him a beer stating that they were just effin around and that it was time to get Ted's party started.

The night started into a blur and Natty after Natty went down Ted's throat. Everyone was there Nick, Andy, and Llyod showed up together and said it was time to get nasty on some Jager. Ted had three shots just for good measure. Then Travis Bickle showed up, he pulled out a bag of some kind of pills with smiley faces on them and told Ted to take one. Of course Ted at this point had no control or reasoning skills thanks to his steady diet of Natty and Jager. The night became a blur and Ted blacked out. In the morning Spicoli could be heard on the phone frantically calling for Judge Doom and Sean Thornton to get over to the house. Omar and Arthur were practicing their sword fighting in the rock garden while El Superbeasto slept in a ditch beside them. Judge Doom and Sean Thornton finally got to the house and Spicoli met them outside he said that Ted must be like super wastoid or something and that he needs checked out. Doom and Sean came in, and found that Ted was not breathing, he had died in the night, someone had shoved their dirty sweaty tube socks down his throat and killed him. Ted, Oscar, and Walt couldn't believe this had happened. Just last night they were playing strip monopoly with Ted and said he was fine. Sean said something seemed off last night as he heard a gun shot so close to him he thought for sure he was dead but couldn't see where the shot came from, luckily the bullet missed, today was to mourn PFIDC a dead townie taking his last excellent adventure.

It is now day 1. You have until noon Thursday to come to a majority vote (11 votes)

DeadPFIDC – Normal townie

I have a bit of the flu going on so I'll try and check in as much as I can. Have at it ladies and gents.